R. Dorothy

By Ben & His Rack



Well, she's a robot.

She's a maid for Roger Smith.

She's got cute red hair,

That compliments her pale, white surface.



Ooooo ahhh.

Ooooo ahhh.



She always wears black.

Except when she's goin' out,

And then she wears a red dress

With black arm glove-things.



And won't you look at her head band?

She doesn't bother to have her skin tanned,

Just look at how she stands

Just like she's got everything planned.



(Chorus)

R. Dorothy,

Better than Big O.

R. Dorothy,

Better than Big Duo.

R. Dorothy,

Beats out Dorothy 1 and R.D. combined.

R. Dorothy,

Will kick Beck's bad behind.



She likes to make fun

Of the human race.

And she plays the piano

Like a crazy Chopin ace.



Oooo ahhhhhh.

Ooooo ahhhhhh.



Sometimes she helps

The negotiator.

I don't really understand how what he does is considered negotiating,
because really all he ever really does is blow up a bunch of other robots,
but okay.



And won't you look at her head band?

She doesn't bother to have her skin tanned,

Just look at how she stands

Just like she's got everything planned.



(Chorus)



Well, some call it sick, and some call it weird.

But they're all hicks, and at them I sneer.

I don't need them anyway,

All I need is Dorothy.

I don't need your therapy,

All I need is Dorothy.



(Chorus)



(Assorted mumbling about Jimi Hendrix on the guitar.)